I’ve finished this precious little story of mine after weeks of procrastinating. I’m excited for you all to read it. I have several things in the work right now and life is in general being a thrilling rush of positivity. Can’t wait to share it with you all in my own kinda twisted way.

A short horror story. It’s going to be really fucked up, just a warning.

A few essays. Possibly.

A poem about . . . well, once you read it you’ll figure out what’s it about.

I am a new me. Out of love, comfortable in discomfort (to an extent at least), and excited to soon have the chance to shape my life into whatever I want it to be. You’ll be seeing more work from me soon hopefully. I appreciate the love you all give me every time I post a piece of well-written work. Leave comments! Start discussions based off a work of mine! I would like to interact more with you all. 🙂

Just in case any of y’all wanted to know, my second venture into the publishing world was a failure. Next time? I suppose. I should have kept the word “fuck” in the poem. I’ll be re-posting it soon when I can find the original copy.

Well, my stock of poetry has dwindled. So what’s next? Essays and short-stories I’ve written. These take longer to edit and perfect, so in the meantime to appease you all, I shall be posting more poetry. Just not today. Tomorrow. And the next day, a story or essay. It’ll alternate.